S.O.C.K.S.

Most folks out there will try to do their best
And be put to the test, which they will fail
The people who pull all the puppet strings
They will get bonuses, and make the sale

Eso si que es
It is what is
Tautologies are tautological
La palabra para palabra es palabra
Es palabra
Whoa-ohh
Whoa-ohhhhh
Whoa-ohhhhhhhhhhh

Some hikers never make it off the trail
Some folks go off the rails, and don't come back
Someone will lose the wind beneath their sails
Some dogs will lose their tails, and that's a fact

Eso si que es
It is what it is
I hate generalizations, lists, and irony
Of all of the people I have known, you are one of them
You are one of them
Whoa-ohh
Whoa-ohhhhh
Whoa-ohhhhhhhhhhh

Some people born today will die alone
Some people on the phone, will drop their calls
A family restaurant will close its doors
And be turned into a strip mall

Eso si que es
It is what is
Tautologies are tautological
La palabra para palabra es palabra

Everywhere you go
That is where you are
I hate generalizations, lists, and irony
(and repeating myself)
Of all of the people I have known, you are one of them
You are one of them
Whoa-ohh
Whoa-ohhhhh
Whoa-ohhhhhhhhhhh



Credits
Writer(s): Victor Andersen, Blake Morse
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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